In this being the post-millennial / post-9/11 age, the world has become too cynical, and frankly...depressing.

Futurama's humor was meant for the waning years of the 90's when the world was scared of Y2K and still revered Star Trek and Twilight zone as pinnacle of science fiction. When one eyed purple aliens and rich asian chicks were still 'hot' - and not in a weird way. It was a time when a young man could still dream of being a delivery boy in space, and maybe, just maybe it was possible (the US was rich and had all those mars landers planting flags). A time when no man would envy another, and there would be sexbots for all. It was a simpler time. Futurama is dead to me now.

Futurama's humor was meant for the waning years of the 90's when the world was scared of Y2K and still revered Star Trek and Twilight zone as pinnacle...A time when no man would envy another, and there would be sexbots for all. It was a simpler time. Futurama is dead to me now.

Classic! Strangely enough, your post fell through a wormhole in the space-time continuum, and onto a much earlier Slashdot thread in 1999. It sparked a discussion about how the REAL golden age was actually in the waning says of the 1980s when the world was still scared of the Russians, people still thought Magnum PI was great television, and Ollie North was givin 'em hell, and 2400 baud modems were state of the art. (Simpler times as you say)

If I find a post from 2020 that falls through the space-time continuum I'll let you know what the great things that exist today people are nostalgic for then.

By season 14, Futurama seemed to outlive itself. Its humor was meant for the early years of the 2010s when the world was scared of global warming and still revered "Heroes" and "Lost" as the pinnacle of science fiction. When three-eyed omnivores and impoverished Jewish space lobsters were still 'hot' - and not in a weird way. It was a time when an old man could still dream of leading an army of mutant gorillas to global conquest, and maybe, just maybe it was possible (the U.S. still wasn't frozen over and Joe Biden hadn't developed his mighty telekinetic powers). A time when Seattle wasn't a gaping canyon and the Grand Canyon wasn't filled with coffee cups and flannel shirts, and the President still hadn't solved the "War on Terror" with a game of "Quarters" and two-falls-out-of-three Jell-O Wrestling, only to lead to tyrannical world domination by the Mormons. It was a simpler time. Futurama is as dead to me now as electric cheese and skeet shooting using Senators.

It was a time when a young man could still dream of being a delivery boy in space, and maybe, just maybe it was possible...

Yes, in those days spirits were brave, the stakes were high, men were REAL men, women were REAL women, and small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri were REAL small furry creatures from Aplha Centauri.